What the hell?!?!?!
Hey! Cool! I like this music!
You sick, twisted little man. *bzzzzzzzzzzzzzt*
Right now, I'm your sick, twisted God. Deal with it.
Ultros, change the music NOW!
*snicker* He's only going to listen to me. And I...
Ultros, if you don't change the music NOW, you're not only going to be on janitorial duty for the next three weeks, but you'll spend a week in a plot hole AFTER that!
Keep moving, Keep moving. Nothing more to see here.